[[Kat POV]]
It seemed as though the skies had sprung a leak, it rarely rained in Los Angeles, yet this was the third time this week. Something was definitely going on upstairs.
I watched the steam rise from the asphalt as our car slowly inched forward in the stand still traffic.
“Who do you have to kill to get through this intersection?” Jason said as he hit his fist on the steering wheel.
“Now now, violence never solved anything.” I said giving him a smirk. We had known each other since college, it was only luck that we’d been partnered together in the same precinct. He rolled his eyes as he looked over at me, clearly he was not amused.
“You know I have road rage, you have driven and this could have all been avoided.” He said with a roll of his eyes.
I sighed and pressed a button in the center of the dashboard, immediately a siren went off and blue lights began flashing.
“Problem solved.” I said with a squint of my eyes. Cars immediately began moving to make room for us.
“I obviously could have done that.” He argued as he weaved through traffic.
“But you didn’t, so here we are.” I replied as I pulled my phone from my bag. I had a text from Harry, which no one would have known from his contact name.
Eddie
Do you think you could stop by tonight?
I looked out the window, I knew I was spending too much time with him, but I was infatuated. It was scary.
“Who is that?” Jason asked, looking down at my screen.
“Just that guy… the one I’ve been seeing.” I replied before putting my phone up. Jason could not know.
“Oh, yeah…that guy.” He said with attitude drenched words.
“Don’t give me that, you know that I am a grown woman right? I have the right to date people.”
“Yeah, you just have awful taste. Let me guess, he’s a bartender? You know as soon as he finds out you’re a homicide detective he’ll run for it.”
“You’re so charming. Don’t worry about what I do in my spare time.” I was getting irritated, he was such a child.
“Someone needs to. I know you’ve been spending time with Harry Styles.” He said as he parked the car, looking over at me. I pursed my lips, tightening my jaw as he looked at me.
“Just be careful Kat, he’s powerful and influential. Don’t get caught up or let him cloud your judgment. There is something there he isn’t telling us.” I watched him take his seatbelt off before I finally spoke.
“What do you mean? Why would you think that?” I asked, wondering if maybe he were right. Maybe I had been blind to any involvement he had because I was so smitten.
“I just don’t think his alibi adds up, I think we need to pursue that some more…”
“Right, because we don’t have plenty of evidence against Zayn.” I cut him off, sounding more agitated than intended. He paused and looked at me, furrowing his brows.
“We may need more. We have another interview with him this afternoon, maybe pull your head out of your ass and do your job.” He said before shaking his head and getting out of the car. I sat there for a moment, thinking about what he had said. I took a deep breath and climbed out of the car, following behind him as he walked up a grassy hill. There were police everywhere and yellow tape sectioning off the crime scene.
“How old?” I asked as I looked down at the body, the medical examiner looked up at me.
“About 15, looks like a working girl.” He said as he bagged up some evidence and handed it to me. I looked at the clearly fake I.D. that was inside the plastic.
“Come on, there is a witness.” Jason said as he guided me toward the other side where they had an older lady sitting on a bench with a blanket wrapped over her.
Not exactly a good distraction, but it got my mind off the struggle I’d somehow fallen into.
After two hours or so, we were finally on the way to the office. It was beyond hot from the water mixed with the hot ground. I knew my hair was probably a mess.
“What time are we meeting Zayn?” I asked as I pulled my hair into a pony-tail, looking over at him.
“He’ll be there in 2 hours, want to grab lunch?” He asked as he exited on to the highway.
“Yeah, that sounds good to me.” I said as I tried to focus on anything other than what he had said to me earlier, why would he think that Harry’s alibi didn’t add up?
Lunch went by quickly and we were back in the office with about thirty minutes to spare before Zayn arrived. I took this opportunity to reply to Harry.
Yes, I’ll be at yours tonight.
I pressed send; I knew I could get to the bottom of it by myself. I didn’t need Jason.
“Zayn’s here. You ready?” Jason asked as he stopped at my desk. I nodded and slid my phone into my drawer and closed it.
“Let’s do this.”

Notes

Okay, I've got this all mapped out. Expect updates once a week!!